If I Could Choose Death

If rather than the label

more the concept

if could it be easier

we get ahead of the presses

until the months

afterwards

maybe even years

let the pedestal rise

rather than fall ill

inside such is

instability

in the throes of love.

 

Instead of wondering anymore

maybe conversations could begin

all the gotchas

I knew it

we could all tell

a matter of time

he told me once he was hurting

when inside

how do we find our way out

who might suggest

we want

we have

somewhere along the way

he lost his bearings

and all anyone might rather say

just so sad

so sad

so very

expected.

And now we live our lives

knowing nothing

nothing

could ever change a state of mind

already crucified

by his own

unforgivable intent.

©️Scott F Savage 5/2020

 

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